Journey to the West: Don’t mess with that monster

"So that's how it is! Otherwise it's the Buddhism that's powerful." Zhang Qingdi was really sarcastic to the extreme.

If it were really possible, Guanyin didn't want to say another word to Zhang Qingdi, but she really couldn't not say anything.

Because she was very curious about what kind of trials Zhang Qingdi could come up with to test Tang Seng and his disciples?
Of course, I was also worried that Zhang Qingdi would cause big trouble. This guy really didn't care about the severity of his actions.

"Emperor Zhang Qing, you owe the people who are seeking the scriptures a tribulation. How do you plan to repay them?" asked Guanyin.

"I originally wanted to be gentle, but after listening to what Guanyin Bodhisattva said, I decided to give them a good beating." Zhang Qingdi said with a smile.

Guanyin...

But she felt that no matter how powerful Emperor Zhang Qing was, he would not really be afraid of the lives of those who were seeking the scriptures.

So she said, "Okay! Since you have solved this difficulty for the pilgrims at Wuzhuang Temple, you must repay them with one difficulty."

"No problem." Zhang Qingdi said with a smile.

Guanyin wanted to leave, but when she saw the little saint, she couldn't help but say, "If you get tired of staying with your master one day, you can come to my Luojia Mountain.

The little saint is at least worthy of the status of an arhat."

Zhang Qingdi did not react when he heard this, but Xiaosheng said, "If one day the master does not want me anymore, I will really go to your Western Lingshan.

Then I will also become a Buddha, and then bring the entire Lingshan Mountain to worship my master. "

Guanyin felt that such a good little frog might have learned bad things from someone.

Guanyin said nothing more and just disappeared.

"Master, what should we do next?" Xiaosheng asked.

Naturally, he wanted to ask Zhang Qingdi how to give Monkey and the others a hard time.

"How about sending the six-eared macaque?" The little saint thought for a moment and suggested. The six-eared macaque was eager to cause trouble for Sun Wukong.

"We don't need him yet." Zhang Qingdi said with a smile. "Let's use local materials and go to the nearby area to see if there are any monsters that can be used."

Xiaosheng naturally felt that everything Zhang Qingdi said made sense.

So he followed Zhang Qingdi and rode the cloud to the mountain in front.

There is a high mountain not far away, with overlapping peaks and rocks, and winding ravines and valleys.

Tigers and wolves march in formation, deer and stags walk in groups. Thousand-foot-long pythons and ten-thousand-foot-long snakes spew out sad mists and long snakes spit out strange winds.

The roadside is covered with thorns, and the pine trees on the ridge are beautiful. The shadow falls on the north of the sea, and the clouds open up to the south of the handle of the dipper. The ancients search for the vitality of the old, and the thousands of peaks stand tall in the cold sunlight.

It would be unreasonable if there was no monster on this mountain.

"We encountered a corpse demon here before, and the master taught her a technique. I wonder how she is doing now?" Xiaosheng asked. (Note 1.)
Zhang Qingdi smiled, and Xiaosheng suddenly came to his senses.

"Master, was the master planning this back then?"

"You overestimate that old monk." Zhang Qingdi said sarcastically. "He was probably just showing off his skills back then."

Little Saint...

Xiaosheng followed Zhang Qingdi to Baihu Ridge.

After entering the White Tiger Ridge, the demonic aura is less noticeable.

They followed the evil spirit and finally walked out of the White Bone Cave.

Before he entered the cave, he was stopped by a rat monster and a toad monster.

"Let's go find Madam White Bone." Zhang Qingdi said.

The group of little demons stared at each other in confusion for a while, "Who is Madam White Bone?"

"We don't have Lady Bones here!" the Rat Demon said in a decisive tone at last.

It's obvious that they don't know what their king is.

"I'm looking for your king." Zhang Qingdi changed his words.

"But aren't you looking for the White Bone Lady?" the stupid toad asked. "How come you're looking for our king now?"

Zhang Qingdi's patience was almost exhausted.

He sneered at the two little demons and said, "I'm only looking for your king now! Is that not okay?"

He didn't even use any pressure, but the two little demons were scared to death.

"Let us meet your king, we have no ill intentions." Xiaosheng said warmly.

The two little demons felt that they were very powerful enough not to cry.

"Yeah." The rat spirit nodded.

The ugly toad ran into the cave.

"Didn't the old monk teach this corpse demon skill? Why does this guy still look so useless?" Zhang Qingdi couldn't help but complain.

"You, you are not allowed to talk about my king." The rat demon seemed very frightened, but he still spoke bravely.

"Oh, now you know who your king is!" Zhang Qingdi naturally would not bother with him.

The rat spirit looked so pitiful that he didn't know what to say.

After a while, the door of the cave opened and Zhang Qingdi followed the ugly toad in.

There was no resentment along the way.

However, when they arrived at the hall, they saw two familiar faces.

No! To be precise, they were two familiar bones.

One of them was naturally the corpse demon.

There was another one, and Xiaosheng's eyes lit up and he called out, "Brother Yang Jian?"

Yang Jian was the knight that Zhang Qingdi met here. He was tricked by the corpse demon into killing bandits.

But after meeting Zhang Qingdi, he discovered the corpse demon's identity. The corpse demon had no intention of harming Yang Jian at that time.

The corpse demon was taught a set of skills by the old monk, and Yang Jian followed them for a while.

Finally, with the help of Emperor Zhang Qing, Yang Jian killed an evil dragon. As Yang Jian killed a real dragon, he should have gained a lot of benefits. (Note 2) Although he could not achieve immortality, he could live a hundred years without any problems.

But if you count the time, it has been nearly five or six hundred years. It is somewhat surprising that he has become like this.

"Master Qing! Brother Xiaosheng!" Yang Jian wanted to get up, but after struggling a few times, he still couldn't get up.

"Stop moving!" the corpse demon said angrily.

"What's wrong, Hero Yang?" Zhang Qingdi asked with a smile.

But his smile was somewhat gloating.

Yang Jian seemed to have some difficulty speaking, so the Corpse Demon spoke, "He has been doing justice all these years, and I have been secretly... I only found out about it by chance.

As a result, four hundred years ago, that small country was invaded by foreign enemies.

He then led the gangsters to defend the city, and after the city was captured, the entire population would be massacred.

He then guarded the gate with a sword and allowed the people to escape.

In the end, he died alone in the city, and the people hated him instead, thinking that it was because he led the resistance that the city was massacred.

How could they know that if it weren't for him! The city would have been massacred long ago. I had nothing to do, so I rescued him." The corpse demon said to Zhang Qingdi and Xiaosheng.

"Then you had nothing to do and used up hundreds of years of your cultivation just to give him a breath?" Zhang Qingdi asked with a smile.

The corpse demon didn't say anything. Yang Jian looked at her with his empty skull eye sockets.

Damn, I was fed dog food by two sentences from a skeleton!
"My lady, I don't want to be a burden to you anymore."

"What are you talking about? You are not a burden to me! You are accompanying me and restraining me!" The corpse demon said seriously. "If it weren't for you, I would have started eating people a long time ago. Don't think like that anymore."

Xiaosheng took a step forward and placed his hand on Yang Jian’s bones.

After a moment, Xiaosheng looked at Zhang Qingdi and said, "It's not easy!"

In fact, Zhang Qingdi knew the first time he saw Yang Jian that there was no way to help him practice, and it would even be difficult to help him become a ghost cultivator.

This guy died so tragically that his soul is already extremely weak and there are countless cracks on his bones.

There was no way to help him abandon his bones and let him cultivate only his soul. Because the corpse demon had been nourishing his bones for hundreds of years, Yang Jian's bones and soul had long been combined into one.

"Does the old monk have any solution?" asked Zhang Qingdi.

When the corpse demon heard this, the skeleton's eyes seemed to light up.

Xiaosheng shook his head helplessly and said, "Master, I'm afraid that won't work either."

"As expected." Zhang Qingdi said. "From now on, don't call him the Ancient Buddha of Burning Lamp. Just call him the Ancient Buddha of No Lamp."

Little Saint...

"If we want to save Brother Yang, we may need the Nine-Transformation Golden Pill, Ginseng Fruit, Peaches and other treasures from heaven and earth." The Little Saint said to Zhang Qingdi.

"Your master is not a saint yet, so stop giving me problems." Zhang Qingdi said unhappily.

Forget about the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir. Emperor Zhang Qing doesn’t want to owe Laojun anymore.

Peaches? Zhang Qingdi didn't even think about it.

Ginseng fruit can be used as a last resort.

When the corpse demon heard these three things, her heart died.

If she could get it by desperately trying, she would definitely find a way.

But these three things cannot be obtained no matter how hard you try.

"Didn't Monk Tang just eat the ginseng fruit? He probably hasn't digested it yet. Isn't he a walking ginseng fruit?" Zhang Qingdi said with a smile. "He was originally the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi. The Buddhist sect says he has ten generations of merit.

Eating it should have similar effects to ginseng fruit."

"The master said that Jin Chanzi had no merit in ten lifetimes." The little saint said with a wry smile. "But now he is indeed no different from the ginseng fruit."

This time, the corpse demon's skeleton's eyes really lit up.

"My wife!" Yang Jian grabbed her. "We have already agreed not to harm or eat anyone!"

"Just once!" begged the corpse demon.

"Not even once." Yang Jian said firmly.

"Can Guanyin's mutton-fat jade dew also revive bones, with a better effect?" Zhang Qingdi asked again.

"Yes, I heard from the master."

"Are you two making fun of my husband and me? How can we possibly get the things you're talking about?" the corpse demon said angrily.

"White Bone Demon, be nice to me!" Emperor Zhang Qing pointed at Yang Jian and said, "Help me capture Tang Monk, and I will help you revive this skeleton."

"Master Qing!" Yang Jian said weakly.

"Don't worry, I won't harm anyone. If you do well, it will be a merit." Zhang Qingdi said with a smile.

Then he looked at the corpse demon and said, "But can you take a beating? I'm afraid you'll be beaten three times."

"As long as I can save him, I'm willing!" said the corpse demon seriously.

A green light flashed at Zhang Qingdi's fingertips, and he pointed at the corpse demon.

A layer of green light appeared around the corpse demon.

"Well, I can help you resist three sticks." Zhang Qingdi said with a smile.

"Master, can this corpse demon get Sanzang from under the noses of the monkeys?" The little saint expressed his doubt.

Zhang Qingdi smiled and said, "So we can only outsmart them."

Xiaosheng felt that the master’s smile was a little too cunning... and resourceful.

So Zhang Qingdi gave the corpse demon an idea, and the corpse demon came up with a lot of designs without any instruction.

Yang Jian's big skull mouth could hardly close after hearing this.

My wife is not like this... (End of this chapter)